The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1344: Pouring His Heart Out to Her

Chapter 1344: Chapter 1344: Pouring His Heart Out to Her

"If you hadn’t failed to get along with them from the start, would we be in a situation where we can’t find out a single thing about their whereabouts?"

Since Ban Yilu married him, she hadn’t given birth to a child for him, but she sure had brought him a whole lot of trouble.

He had hoped that she would establish a good relationship with Ya Enxi and Ya Yufeng’s wives, Beidou and Nangong Piao’er, so that they could have a considerably good relationship with Sui Zimo.

Who knew that this woman, upon her arrival, would actually look down on Beidou and Nangong Piao’er.

Look down on them if she must, after all, they were just country folk—couldn’t she at least perfect the surface-level courtesies? But no, she just had to be contemptuous, treating them like dirt, and now Beidou and Nangong Piao’er wouldn’t even have a heart-to-heart talk with Ban Yilu.

What was he supposed to do then?

His relationship with Ya Enxi and Ya Yufeng also turned sour because of Ban Yilu at that time!

"I..."

Ban Yilu opened her mouth; she didn’t feel she had done anything wrong upon hearing his accusation.

"How is this my fault? The master sent me here, not to chit-chat with those countrywomen, but to keep an eye on Ya Molian—that’s important and cannot be taken lightly!"

Ya Jinghong: "..."

Cannot be taken lightly?

"Ban Yilu, are you really foolish or just pretending to be? Don’t you see with your own eyes how good my relationship with Ya Molian used to be? Didn’t your eyes perceive that at all? If it weren’t for you picking fights with Beidou and Nangong Piao’er all the time back then, would my relationship with Ya Molian, as well as with Ya Yufeng and Ya Enxi, have turned out this way?"

Hearing his words, Ban Yilu silently rolled her eyes.

"It’s already like this, what do you want me to do about it?" she retorted.

Things were already a mess; blaming someone at this point was pointless anyway.

"You’re to blame as well—why didn’t you warn me? If you had reminded me at that time, wouldn’t I have tried to get along with those lowlifes Beidou and Nangong Piao’er?"

"You—"

Ya Jinghong was almost furious after hearing her words.

In the end, she still thought it was his fault? Hadn’t he warned her before?

Wasn’t it Ban Yilu, relying on the fact that she was newly sent by the master, who completely disregarded his advice and believed whatever she did was correct?

"Moreover, my relationship with Beidou and Nangong Piao’er has improved quite a bit recently," said Ban Yilu, continuing to speak before Ya Jinghong had even the chance to retort.

"It’s their fault for not talking to me about Ya Molian, what’s that got to do with me? I’ve asked them, but they just ignore my questions, what can I do?"

Listenting to her, Ya Jinghong could only grind his teeth in silence.

Beidou and Nangong Piao’er weren’t fools—couldn’t they tell the disdain Ban Yilu had for them for all those years? Did she really expect them to suddenly open up to her?

"Ya Molian will surely stay at her own place these days, and Beidou and the others will definitely go to clean her house. If you go help, you’re bound to hear a lot of things," he instructed Ban Yilu.

"Why don’t you go yourself?" Ban Yilu countered.

Why should she do such menial work, fit for only lowly people? Why didn’t he go instead of insisting she should?

"You—"

Ya Jinghong turned and gave her a sharp glance.